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100 - focus… lyrics

[intro]
dot, dot, dot

[verse 1: sol]
feeling like carti, when it’s up, it’s stuck
got these b*tches all in their feelings, i don’t give two f*cks
’cause i been back on my bully like the school days
me against who, yeah, this can probably go a few ways
there’s no remorse, you pay the cost tryna content
careers are hot and trendin’, i’ma bring ’em to an end
so tired of the trash this f*ckin’ game tryna promote
mayweather with the pain, got n*ggas back against the rope
thinkin’ there’s hope against the*
your cashes, not the dollar you b*st*rd
be the jar of life just to operatе how i smash
sh*t is tragic, you gotta be a gimmick just to win it
’cause they want thеm carbon copy, no authentic
the inner scrimmage, i’m hungry, give me my chips
i’m out for blood like a n*gga claimin’ the crips
made it on tik tok, oh, now you famous, you lit?
watch how they dance when i let out lyrical clips
one to the head leads to the body
blow hits like it’s hollow tips, burst bust like a shotty
said it with my chest, got ’em vex, overshadow it’s stress
n*ggas, i’m selling talent while b*tches, they’re selling s*x, next
and the rest is history
i always knew this sh*t was meant for me
it took some time for them to notice
no games play, murda, you gotta go and focus, focus
[chorus: amber murda]
ooh, we got no (fake n*ggas)
ooh, they come around, smile up in your face like it’s all good
n*gga, don’t you (don’t you), ever, don’t you
don’t you ever come around unless you keep it one*hundred
ready to keep it one*hundred
in fact i want you, yeah n*gga, i dare you (i dare you)
to come around (come around), on some lame sh*t
know i’ma keep it one*hundred (think i’m playin’ with you)
i’ma keep it one*hundred

[verse 2: focus…]
i heard some lame n*ggas sayin’ they made focus…
say okay, if ya’ll keep listenin’ what they all say
it ain’t true at the end of the day
so every statement gold, i require a bankroll
lets get this out the way, i’m cut from a different fabric
ya’ll do this as a hobby, ya’ll do this out of habit
i grew up off that soul food, cornbread and that cabbage
my mama played no game, i scored way above the average
the only l i took was the l in my marriage
i bow to never go through h*ll again, still a delicate melanin
but real talk, this savant is a savage
i had to spit my sermons like erick and make dollars like paris
makin’ waves overseas, was a n*gga in paris
was a fool in high school, wasn’t treated the fairest
had no choice but to win and leave doubters embarrass
made a choice, no days off, wasn’t followin’ fairness
get the bag, spread the love, i do nothing but gratis
i master my craft, it’s due to tireless practice
time to get my ass kick, now i’m feelin’ fantastic
i’m in love with two things: my kids and my mattress, for real
i done the numbers and i earned my slumber
i sparked the fire and get too high like i was stevie wonder (yeah)
i ain’t gon’ lie, a n*gga tired of all the talk from monday about it, bruh
but you can bet this ain’t gon’ stop the hunger (uh), we eatin’
[chorus: amber murda]
ooh, we got no (fake n*ggas)
ooh, they come around, smile up in your face like it’s all good
n*gga, don’t you (don’t you), ever, don’t you
don’t you ever come around unless you keep it one*hundred
i’ma always keep it one*hundred
in fact i want you, yeah n*gga, i dare you (i dare you)
to come around (come around), on some lame sh*t
know i’ma keep it one*hundred (think i’m playin’ with you)
i’ma keep it one*hundred

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